paroles de chanson The Drowning (Live) - Christian Death
The
drowning
Up
for
three
days
Up
for
three
days
Down
under
ground
for
six
more
Incisions
cannot
penetrate
my
feet
Tripping,
gliding,
falling
numbly
Hands
held
together
with
unwanted
skin
Ripping,
hiding
calling
dumbly
You,
in
houses
of
mud
You,
in
gutter
sleep-love
You,
born
to
slaughter-swathed
gloves
You,
dressing
daughters
and
sons
Like
you
- I
am
broken
and
fragile
Like
you
- I
am
tasting
my
heart
for
the
first
time
Like
you
- I
am
feeding
on
slumber
Like
you
- I've
left
my
eyes
far
behind
me
Down
for
the
count
I'm
still
drowning
I'm
still
drowning
The
eighth
day
Sleep,
the
eighth
day
Clawed
my
way
back
to
the
first
No
gentle
fingers
collapse
on
my
eyes
Weeping,
prying,
struggling
blindly
There's
no
sanity
standing
me
back
on
my
feet
I'm
in
an
empty
room
I'm
burning
books
from
you
I'm
lost
in
bed
with
you
Breaking
these
mirrors
to
end
all
I've
seen
Like
you
- I
am
broken
and
fragile
Like
you
- I
am
tasting
my
heart
for
the
first
time
Like
you
- I
am
feeding
on
slumber
Like
you
- I've
left
my
eyes
far
behind
me
Down
for
the
count
I'm
still
drowning
I'm
still
drowning
I'm
still
drowning
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